Exist

I exist only when you think of me
I am made up of your thoughts
I wear my love for you in my skin
I wear my love for you in my bones
I am made of could’ve beens, and dreams of us being together
I walk to you,hand in hand with my death
I disintegrate,with my love for you, falling off of me
In little white coffins,my voice reduced to a funeral serenade
My body a burial ground for forgotten love
I will meet you beyond the confines of language
And beyond the bloodshed of expression
I will hold you in my arms
And shelter you from Decembers
I will quote
“If winter comes,can spring be far behind?”
There is no threshold for my love for you
And I drown myself in the depths of my need for you
I let it consume me